SPN ... and rl
- REHASH!
- God, I love the way Dean says Sam's name ... >>>>>>>>>:D
- MOVING EYEBALLS. GAWD NO NO NO NO. Why must everyone pick on the janitors? I mean, really.
- THE POINT, I ASK YOU, WHAT IS IT.
- Headache boy is back, I see. "What are they?" "Effective." HAHAHAHA. "... let it come out in spurts of violence and alcholism." "Well, that's healthy." "Works for me." Except not, Dean, totally didn't work for you. "What is a Snooki?" "Good question." :DDDDDDDDDDDDD
- SAM IS TOTALLY DEAN'S VALENTINE
- THE MANNEQUIN O'DOOM
- I'm almost overwhelmed by the cheesetasticness of this episode. The scissors. Dramatic arm-raising. AHAHAHHAHAHAHA.
- COMMERCIAL BREAK. Saving up for another tattoo. GOD, I NEED A TATTOO, IT'S BEEN YEARS. YEARS. I was in the Chinese takeout place tonight with my mom and she was like, "well, you don't wear skirts or dresses, so you could tattoo your legs, you know." THAT'S MY MOM, YA'LL, ALWAYS LOOKIN OUT FOR HER BABY. (although it's not as if I have so many now, only two on my back, so I still have plenty of room there).
- God, Sam is so friggin' awesome, I DON'T EVEN KNOW, GUYS. I DON'T EVEN.
- There's ever only one option. Jee-soo.
- That's right, Sam, YOU DA MAN.
- For some reason, I always thought Ben was ... tougher. Not so whiny, at least. Eck.
- SQUINTY-EYED DEAN
- Also, ballsy!Ben. Which, when the writers give him a spine, ain't half so bad.
- Crappy reminiscent montage thing is crappy. Just. WHAT.
- HOLY SHIT, AHAHAHA, WHAT IS THIS. AHAHAHAHA.
- ... I kinda trailed off reviewing. There was STUFF! AND MORE STUFF! ALSO, STUFF! But I just couldn't incoherently (or, you know, coherently) write about it for some reason.
- SAM HAS YOUR BACK, DEAN.
- To end: gosh, guys, STUFF HAPPENED o_O Also, BROTHERS, YAY.
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SO ... I met with the teacher I'll be working with this semester in Floyd, and BOY. Do I have a case or what. It's, guys, it's bad - not just academically (where he's failing across the board), but his home life? His parents had been in SpEd; 3 of his 5 siblings are in SpEd; he had been in SpEd himself (getting into the early SpEd program when he was 5) until he was dismissed in the 1st grade because HE WAS SHOWING PROGRESS. WHAT, I DON'T EVEN KNOW. He basically takes care of himself, and that poorly, because he's, you know, nine. He has chronic ear infections (has had tubes in), chronic tardiness, and was DIAGNOSED AS DEVELOPMENTALLY DELAYED, HELLO.
He has no supports at home (his teacher even said, "if his parents would say "do your homework, he'd do it. He's not confrontational or hostile." He now just lacks confidence and motivation, along with skill). His teacher is so protective of him, that getting info is like pulling friggin teeth, god. And his record? So messy, and I've got to go back next week, because he has TWO, which I was unaware of. Ugh. I did note that he has failed to generalize what skills he has. In first, he was on level, he just didn't have many strategies to cope with unfamiliar things, and as he advanced, that problem worsened until it's where it's at now.
Guys, I'm this kid's last hope, and his teacher is basically looking at me like I'm his savior or something. They even wanted me in next week to start working with him, which is like - NO. I have to observe first, and I can't be introduced to him until observations are over anyway.
The Floyd SP was unaware that the case was so bad. His PSI (processing speed score on the WISC) was so low that he might have to be retained, if it's clear that it's a maturation thing, skill wise, we don't know.
It's actually really heartbreaking, and these teachers LOVE their kids. In fact the whole school does. It's good and bad, and I'm just scratching my head at this point, because so much rests on us, and we are so unprepared, it's not even funny.